Alas, Mika has outsmarted the laser pointer. After a few frantic goes with it, she started to work out that the red spot was coming out of the little grey thing and started sniffing that instead. Now she chases a dot if she's really got the fighties, but she seems to have lost the motivation...

What Mika needs is a carpet-covered box rubbed with catnip. Our first cat was delirious with joy 24 hours a day. Of course Fergus is far too mean and moody to lower himself to playing with things when he could be killing them instead.